05-02-2026, 11:08 PM
Perhaps it was no surprise that once the Glimmer Sisters landed in Melbourne, the very first thing they did was head to the beach.
Which beach?
Hell if they knew. A beach was a beach and as long as they could flaunt their bodies in skimpy bikinis while they relaxed, nothing else mattered to them.
If anything, they felt like they'd earned this.
Sure, maybe another win over the European Fiery Nation on Breakdown wasn't anything groundbreaking, but to a small extent they had shown Dakon and Ludvig firsthand that if they wanted to play their hardcore games, the twins would happily play along and beat them at it. Add in the fun little temptation of messing with Gavin Taylor's religious advisor or whatever Religious Wright was supposed to be and further getting under the skin of a man who liked to claim he was above their antics in Dexter Grant, and they felt they'd had a fun Breakdown to cap off weeks of teasing everyone with their potential plan for Gina's trios contract.
Gina: You think if we reveal our real plans for what I want to use that thing for, we can sweet talk someone with the power to do so to still book us in something sexy and fun with Destiny and her little boyfriend?
Gia: With the influence we hold? I don't think it'll be that hard, especially with Dexy boy already thinking the world's against him like the nutjob he is. Only thing he's missing is the tinfoil hat!
The twins couldn't help but laugh within the changing tent they shared as they pulled on their bikinis of choice, if they could even be called bikinis. Easily the smallest G-string thongs known to man vanished between their thick, juicy cheeks, and the sheer bikini tops that were supposed to cover their breasts were blatantly designed to do a very poor job of it considering they only covered the nipples... if you count the fact you could see said nipples through the see-through fabric as covering them. The fact that they were skin-colored as well further sold the illusion that they were practically naked, and they couldn't help but grin as they assessed one another.
Gia: What do you think Melinda & Fiona would say if they saw us right now?
Gina: Probably calling us some version of embarrassments, on top of a million and one dumb hashtags and thinking they've already got this match won because of 'fate' or whatever.
Gia: Yeah... not gonna take that bet. Those two are as predictable as they are delusional.
Gina: Seriously... I can't wait to put them down again and then move on to the real fun.
Gia: You know if we're going to have this exact plan go off without a hitch, we need a very specific winner for that world title match, right?
Gina: Good thing it's a four way dance which means there's nothing stopping us from getting the exact scenario we want if need be.
Gia: Especially the look on Selena's stupid face when all is set and done! That'll show the bitch that you don't treat someone you supposedly love like shit and expect to piggyback off of their hard work just to get your way.
Gia & Gina couldn't resist that grating, haughty laugh they loved to do, even if no one was listening to get annoyed with it and give them the satisfaction. They clearly had plans regarding the Hubris pay-per-view that didn't revolve entirely around adding another successful tag title defense over The Vision to their resumes. One might think they were making a mistake by not taking Melinda & Fiona seriously, but considering how much they'd already dominated the tag team scene without needing to take anybody too seriously, that might be the only thing giving those two a fighting chance.
Of course, it would all be for naught at the end of the night, but no one can say the Glimmers weren't at least trying to help out a couple of charity cases.
As they stepped out of the changing tent and stretched out, embracing the beautiful Australian weather while getting a head start on flaunting everything they had for the locals, they had to admit that for as much as SCW's touring schedule got on the nerves sometimes, it did have some positives. And right now? One such positive was being away from the circus.
It had been an odd experience watching Cirque du Sins operate without them being a part of the show at all. Granted, they were used to watching other acts before they went on, but to see an entire show play out without any involvement from them at all?
It just felt weird and wrong to them.
Sure, Lucian's logic was surprisingly sound as for all they knew, SCW could spring some big European or Asian multi-show tour on them later this year and their ringmaster would have to figure out how to run his shows without them for longer than a week, but it left them feeling weird about being present to perform and yet not allowed to step into the spotlight as Lucian gave this plan of his a trial run knowing full well Gia & Gina would have to end up here in Australia by the end of the month after the last pay-per-view was in jolly old England.
The bigger issue hanging over their heads right now, though, was Angel... more specifically, how weird he'd been acting lately.
Granted, the drag queen had given them a weird vibe back when he first showed up to the circus to fill in while the twins were beyond America's borders, but at least they knew his attitude back then was all just to please Antonio for his own safety as he'd been tasked with ultimately trying to take the twins' jobs from them altogether, leaving them vulnerable to the twisted machinations of the psychopathic loan shark. They thought things were on much better terms after they went out of their way to try and figure out how to free Angel from Antonio's deranged grip, but something just seemed more off than before now.
They wanted to pin this on either Antonio or his associate Vincent somehow, but they had nothing truly concrete to prove anything, and the last thing they wanted to do was push too hard and actually send Angel right back to those scumbags if they were wrong.
As much as they hated being away from the circus right now while Angel was acting funnier than usual, just in case it was part of some twisted ploy, being an ocean away gave them time to think through what they knew and sort out their gameplan once they were back in the States.
Gina: Alright, getting down to actual business...
Gia: Do we have to, sis? Can't we just relax and figure this out when we're back at the hotel?
Gina: Now's probably the best time sadly and you know exactly why.
Gia just let out a groan as she and her twin continued to strut along the beach, catching just about every gaze imaginable as was the norm for them.
Gia: You're right. It's just... what do we even have to go off of right now? We know Vincent talked Antonio into loosening Angel's leash enough to actually let Lucian properly hire him to perform, and that's pretty much it.
Gina: Well, we also know that Angel is just as afraid of Vincent as he is of Antonio, and we've seen how much of a narcissistic psycho creep that porn director likes to present himself as.
Gia: There's also the fact that Angel's been trying to get to know us better... but he's asking questions we've never answered for anybody before, not even Lucian. Granted, we do know more about him that he's comfortable with...
Gina: I'll admit that we're at fault there, but we had good intentions even if he seriously believes he's worthless and being Antonio's sex slave is the best he deserves in life.
Gia: You don't think Vincent's-
Woman: Oi mates! What do you think you're doing looking like that in public!?
The Glimmers turned to look at a woman who was approaching them, making sure she knew exactly how pissed off they were about her interrupting their important conversation. The woman didn't back down, though, seemingly not knowing nor caring who they were as she motioned back to what looked like a little family gathered together, except the man who was likely her husband was trying to cover his son's eyes while struggling not to take in the delicious sight of their curves himself. They couldn't blame him... when it came to looks, they had this frumpy broad beat any day of the week.
Gia: Uh, enjoy the beach? Duh.
Gina: And you're rudely interrupting a rather important conversation we were having.
Woman: I don't care! You bloody tourists are always coming here and trying to be a bad influence on our kids! You know that outfits like yours is illegal in public even on the beach, right?
The twins just scoffed and rolled their eyes. They'd heard from Lucian, as an Aussie himself, all about how excessive fights over censorship were in his homeland, and they'd done their homework to see just how bad it was. Yeah, maybe they were pushing it with these specific bikinis, but they could confirm bikinis as a whole were only banned on public buses and frowned upon in more commercial areas, so being on the beach in so little was perfectly fine. Still, this woman seemed ready to throw down over how inappropriate and sexualizing the Glimmers were being right now, and they were more than happy to shut up some dumb bitch who clearly blamed her own kind for being proud of what they had and not men like her husband who clearly couldn't keep it in their pants around someone better-looking.
Lucian: Whoa, whoa, whoa! Hold on a bloody fucking second, mate! What are you getting your bikini bottoms in a twist over, yeah?
Gia & Gina audibly groaned at the familiar voice, and sure enough, Lucian was bouncing his fat ass over to interject in the issue. They had honestly been surprised when he decided he wanted to come with them, given that he'd never been shy about declaring Australia a hellhole he was glad to have escaped from because of the excessive censorship that was going to prevent him from ever doing anything like Cirque du Sins, but just as they were preparing to catch their flights out here, he'd suddenly revealed that he wanted to take a little vacation and joined them on this trip.
It did ruin the whole point of coming out here for SCW to get away from their circus boss for a bit, but it was admittedly a bit comical to see him and this woman engage in a full-blown argument right in front of them, even if they couldn't understand a word of it. Apparently, being back in his homeland brought the full Australian slang out of Lucian, and even if they were baffled by whatever he was saying to this chick, some of it sounded insane enough that it made them want to laugh.
Eventually, the Australian argument seemed to come to an end as the woman called Lucian a cunt, only for him to laugh his oversized ass off as she realized she'd used foul language within earshot of her kid and stormed off with a face hotter than the sun, angrily dragging her husband and child away “for their own safety.”
Lucian: Oh, bloody fucking hell, mates. Ain't had a good blue like that in a while, yeah? I fucking missed this place... not cunts like her, though.
Gia: Yeah... we're just going to pretend we know what you two said to each other.
Gina: Haven't heard you say half of that shit before, though. You sure you wanted to come back here?
Gia: Yeah, we honestly could've done without the babysitting.
Lucian: Oh, come off it, you cunts. You think I was going to miss the bloody fireworks when the two of you strut your stuff for SCW in my country and give all these fucking groups so obsessed about censorship and being “for the kiddies” and all that junk heart attacks? I'd say that's worth coming back here for!
Gina: And what about the circus?
Lucian: No need to worry your tits off, yeah? I paid Vincent in advance to keep him and Antonio off my bloody back for May, and everyone's been overdue for a vacation anyway. Yeah, we travel the whole fucking country, but we're puttin' on shows so frequently that I'd hardly call it a proper break.
The twins exchanged glances, contemplating what Lucian said about making his loan payment early to cover for the month of May already. Never once had Lucian ever made an early payment, mostly because said payments were basically given to Antonio and now Vincent whenever they showed up to collect, effectively meaning he was on their schedule whether he liked it or not.
Gia: Do we want to know how the hell you got a hold of them to even do that? Seems like something that would piss them off if things aren't being done their way.
Lucian: Vincent gave me his card back when he first showed up to collect payment on Antonio's behalf. I never had a reason to use it before because the guy's definitely freaked me out far more than Antonio has, but he didn't seem to have a problem with coming by and taking the cash sooner, yeah?
Gina: And... what about Angel? If you basically gave everyone a vacation, what's he doing?
At that, Lucian's amusement seemed to die, and the twins knew they weren't going to like the next words out of his mouth.
Lucian: Truth be told, mates? I don't fucking know. Between when you left for the airport and when I caught you before you boarded to join you out here, Antonio called him away. I didn't like the look on his face when he told me, but... he and I know better than to say no to Antonio if he sounds like he's in a mood, yeah?
Gia hissed through her teeth as she sat down in the sand, and Gina wasn't looking any happier. Unfortunately, Lucian was right, and they couldn't blame him on lacking the balls to stand up to a man who'd long since proven he can and will murder over anything that inconveniences him if he can justify it becoming a bigger problem than it seems. Assuming too much about how far Antonio would go even when killing was only going to land him in trouble with authorities was how they had found themselves staring down the barrel of his gaudy ass revolver on New Year's Eve, and like it or not, they still didn't have any way to really break whatever deal Angel had with him... assuming Angel even wanted them to save him, which he'd blatantly refused constantly by this point.
Still, none of what was happening to Angel was right, and the twins just weren't going to let that go without a fight. As far as they were concerned, Angel had so much more worth than he believed, and they were going to give him that chance to realize it for himself and decide his own fate come ell or high water.
Gia: Fuck, I hate this...
Gina: You're not alone, sis. I'd gladly get fired from SCW for murdering Selena in cold blood and offering her corpse up as some sick-as-fuck sacrifice if it meant Angel didn't have to be anywhere near Antonio again.
Gia: Or Vincent for that matter.
Lucian: I wish I knew what else to tell you, mates. I may have Angel under a proper bloody contract now, but whatever shit he's tied up in with Antonio takes priority, yeah? Even if we've seen things would be just fine without you two cunts if need be, I didn't feel right trying my luck after so many shows where he was the star and you two were relaxing without either one of you. Plus, like I said... everyone was due for a proper vacation anyway.
Gina ran a hand through her hair, her frustration over how much everything seemed to have stalled evident. Gia reached up and patted her sister's ass with a sandy hand, leaving a handprint behind on her thicc asscheek, but Gina didn't seem to be cheered up by the effort even if it was drawing more eyes from horny beachgoers to her ass... as well as more scorn from the “overprotective” crowd that Gia didn't hesitate to flip off as soon as she caught sight of them.
Gina: Lucian, can we ask you an honest question for a moment?
Lucian: I'm all ears, mate. Tell daddy Lucian what's on your mind.
Gina: I'm fucking serious, Lucian!
Lucian's eyes went wide as he took a few steps back, hands up as he was ready to beg off. Gia quickly popped up to her feet, hearing some people in the distance hooting over her sand-covered ass jiggling but she ignored them for a change to try and calm Gina down. While it was rare, neither twin had ever seriously snapped at Lucian before, hence why he was understandably freaked out by a legit anger that the Glimmers hadn't busted out since when they addressed Selena for Retribution... and before that, back in school when they had to get their lack of interest through that psycho cowboy Stryker's thick skull.
Lucian: Alright, alright, I'm sorry, yeah? Didn't mean to actually piss you off like that.
Gina let out an audible exhale before exchanging worried glances with Gia.
Gina: Honest answer, Lucian: has Angel seemed... I don't fucking know... off to you at all since he came back?
Gia: Like... asking weird questions or trying to pry for info he shouldn't have? Specifically about us?
Lucian: Well, now that you bloody mention it... Angel was-
???: Angel, huh? Sounds like a pretty little name to me. Care to introduce them to an old friend, ladies? I reckon it's the least you owe me for getting' me locked up in jail for a bit last year.
The Glimmers' eyes both went wide at the sound of a painfully familiar voice they were certain they'd never hear again, especially here in Melbourne of all places. While Lucian looked like he was trying not to shit himself laughing, Gia & Gina both turned and followed his gaze to confirm their fears for themselves.
Short, messy platinum blonde hair.
Short black mustache.
Gold tooth glinting in the sun as he grinned.
Black cowboy hat.
Stereotypical cowboy attire that somehow felt both very out of place and very appropriate in the country of Australia all at the same time.
Standing within arm's reach of them on this Melbourne beach was none other than Stryker himself.
Stryker: Howdy, ladies. Hope I'm not interrupting anything.
He may have tipped his hand to them and tried to sound cordial, but Gia & Gina knew their old classmate better than that. This was the calm before the storm... and like it or not, they were going to have to deal with this entitled lunatic once again, especially if it meant keeping him out of their lives once more.
Which beach?
Hell if they knew. A beach was a beach and as long as they could flaunt their bodies in skimpy bikinis while they relaxed, nothing else mattered to them.
If anything, they felt like they'd earned this.
Sure, maybe another win over the European Fiery Nation on Breakdown wasn't anything groundbreaking, but to a small extent they had shown Dakon and Ludvig firsthand that if they wanted to play their hardcore games, the twins would happily play along and beat them at it. Add in the fun little temptation of messing with Gavin Taylor's religious advisor or whatever Religious Wright was supposed to be and further getting under the skin of a man who liked to claim he was above their antics in Dexter Grant, and they felt they'd had a fun Breakdown to cap off weeks of teasing everyone with their potential plan for Gina's trios contract.
Gina: You think if we reveal our real plans for what I want to use that thing for, we can sweet talk someone with the power to do so to still book us in something sexy and fun with Destiny and her little boyfriend?
Gia: With the influence we hold? I don't think it'll be that hard, especially with Dexy boy already thinking the world's against him like the nutjob he is. Only thing he's missing is the tinfoil hat!
The twins couldn't help but laugh within the changing tent they shared as they pulled on their bikinis of choice, if they could even be called bikinis. Easily the smallest G-string thongs known to man vanished between their thick, juicy cheeks, and the sheer bikini tops that were supposed to cover their breasts were blatantly designed to do a very poor job of it considering they only covered the nipples... if you count the fact you could see said nipples through the see-through fabric as covering them. The fact that they were skin-colored as well further sold the illusion that they were practically naked, and they couldn't help but grin as they assessed one another.
Gia: What do you think Melinda & Fiona would say if they saw us right now?
Gina: Probably calling us some version of embarrassments, on top of a million and one dumb hashtags and thinking they've already got this match won because of 'fate' or whatever.
Gia: Yeah... not gonna take that bet. Those two are as predictable as they are delusional.
Gina: Seriously... I can't wait to put them down again and then move on to the real fun.
Gia: You know if we're going to have this exact plan go off without a hitch, we need a very specific winner for that world title match, right?
Gina: Good thing it's a four way dance which means there's nothing stopping us from getting the exact scenario we want if need be.
Gia: Especially the look on Selena's stupid face when all is set and done! That'll show the bitch that you don't treat someone you supposedly love like shit and expect to piggyback off of their hard work just to get your way.
Gia & Gina couldn't resist that grating, haughty laugh they loved to do, even if no one was listening to get annoyed with it and give them the satisfaction. They clearly had plans regarding the Hubris pay-per-view that didn't revolve entirely around adding another successful tag title defense over The Vision to their resumes. One might think they were making a mistake by not taking Melinda & Fiona seriously, but considering how much they'd already dominated the tag team scene without needing to take anybody too seriously, that might be the only thing giving those two a fighting chance.
Of course, it would all be for naught at the end of the night, but no one can say the Glimmers weren't at least trying to help out a couple of charity cases.
As they stepped out of the changing tent and stretched out, embracing the beautiful Australian weather while getting a head start on flaunting everything they had for the locals, they had to admit that for as much as SCW's touring schedule got on the nerves sometimes, it did have some positives. And right now? One such positive was being away from the circus.
It had been an odd experience watching Cirque du Sins operate without them being a part of the show at all. Granted, they were used to watching other acts before they went on, but to see an entire show play out without any involvement from them at all?
It just felt weird and wrong to them.
Sure, Lucian's logic was surprisingly sound as for all they knew, SCW could spring some big European or Asian multi-show tour on them later this year and their ringmaster would have to figure out how to run his shows without them for longer than a week, but it left them feeling weird about being present to perform and yet not allowed to step into the spotlight as Lucian gave this plan of his a trial run knowing full well Gia & Gina would have to end up here in Australia by the end of the month after the last pay-per-view was in jolly old England.
The bigger issue hanging over their heads right now, though, was Angel... more specifically, how weird he'd been acting lately.
Granted, the drag queen had given them a weird vibe back when he first showed up to the circus to fill in while the twins were beyond America's borders, but at least they knew his attitude back then was all just to please Antonio for his own safety as he'd been tasked with ultimately trying to take the twins' jobs from them altogether, leaving them vulnerable to the twisted machinations of the psychopathic loan shark. They thought things were on much better terms after they went out of their way to try and figure out how to free Angel from Antonio's deranged grip, but something just seemed more off than before now.
They wanted to pin this on either Antonio or his associate Vincent somehow, but they had nothing truly concrete to prove anything, and the last thing they wanted to do was push too hard and actually send Angel right back to those scumbags if they were wrong.
As much as they hated being away from the circus right now while Angel was acting funnier than usual, just in case it was part of some twisted ploy, being an ocean away gave them time to think through what they knew and sort out their gameplan once they were back in the States.
Gina: Alright, getting down to actual business...
Gia: Do we have to, sis? Can't we just relax and figure this out when we're back at the hotel?
Gina: Now's probably the best time sadly and you know exactly why.
Gia just let out a groan as she and her twin continued to strut along the beach, catching just about every gaze imaginable as was the norm for them.
Gia: You're right. It's just... what do we even have to go off of right now? We know Vincent talked Antonio into loosening Angel's leash enough to actually let Lucian properly hire him to perform, and that's pretty much it.
Gina: Well, we also know that Angel is just as afraid of Vincent as he is of Antonio, and we've seen how much of a narcissistic psycho creep that porn director likes to present himself as.
Gia: There's also the fact that Angel's been trying to get to know us better... but he's asking questions we've never answered for anybody before, not even Lucian. Granted, we do know more about him that he's comfortable with...
Gina: I'll admit that we're at fault there, but we had good intentions even if he seriously believes he's worthless and being Antonio's sex slave is the best he deserves in life.
Gia: You don't think Vincent's-
Woman: Oi mates! What do you think you're doing looking like that in public!?
The Glimmers turned to look at a woman who was approaching them, making sure she knew exactly how pissed off they were about her interrupting their important conversation. The woman didn't back down, though, seemingly not knowing nor caring who they were as she motioned back to what looked like a little family gathered together, except the man who was likely her husband was trying to cover his son's eyes while struggling not to take in the delicious sight of their curves himself. They couldn't blame him... when it came to looks, they had this frumpy broad beat any day of the week.
Gia: Uh, enjoy the beach? Duh.
Gina: And you're rudely interrupting a rather important conversation we were having.
Woman: I don't care! You bloody tourists are always coming here and trying to be a bad influence on our kids! You know that outfits like yours is illegal in public even on the beach, right?
The twins just scoffed and rolled their eyes. They'd heard from Lucian, as an Aussie himself, all about how excessive fights over censorship were in his homeland, and they'd done their homework to see just how bad it was. Yeah, maybe they were pushing it with these specific bikinis, but they could confirm bikinis as a whole were only banned on public buses and frowned upon in more commercial areas, so being on the beach in so little was perfectly fine. Still, this woman seemed ready to throw down over how inappropriate and sexualizing the Glimmers were being right now, and they were more than happy to shut up some dumb bitch who clearly blamed her own kind for being proud of what they had and not men like her husband who clearly couldn't keep it in their pants around someone better-looking.
Lucian: Whoa, whoa, whoa! Hold on a bloody fucking second, mate! What are you getting your bikini bottoms in a twist over, yeah?
Gia & Gina audibly groaned at the familiar voice, and sure enough, Lucian was bouncing his fat ass over to interject in the issue. They had honestly been surprised when he decided he wanted to come with them, given that he'd never been shy about declaring Australia a hellhole he was glad to have escaped from because of the excessive censorship that was going to prevent him from ever doing anything like Cirque du Sins, but just as they were preparing to catch their flights out here, he'd suddenly revealed that he wanted to take a little vacation and joined them on this trip.
It did ruin the whole point of coming out here for SCW to get away from their circus boss for a bit, but it was admittedly a bit comical to see him and this woman engage in a full-blown argument right in front of them, even if they couldn't understand a word of it. Apparently, being back in his homeland brought the full Australian slang out of Lucian, and even if they were baffled by whatever he was saying to this chick, some of it sounded insane enough that it made them want to laugh.
Eventually, the Australian argument seemed to come to an end as the woman called Lucian a cunt, only for him to laugh his oversized ass off as she realized she'd used foul language within earshot of her kid and stormed off with a face hotter than the sun, angrily dragging her husband and child away “for their own safety.”
Lucian: Oh, bloody fucking hell, mates. Ain't had a good blue like that in a while, yeah? I fucking missed this place... not cunts like her, though.
Gia: Yeah... we're just going to pretend we know what you two said to each other.
Gina: Haven't heard you say half of that shit before, though. You sure you wanted to come back here?
Gia: Yeah, we honestly could've done without the babysitting.
Lucian: Oh, come off it, you cunts. You think I was going to miss the bloody fireworks when the two of you strut your stuff for SCW in my country and give all these fucking groups so obsessed about censorship and being “for the kiddies” and all that junk heart attacks? I'd say that's worth coming back here for!
Gina: And what about the circus?
Lucian: No need to worry your tits off, yeah? I paid Vincent in advance to keep him and Antonio off my bloody back for May, and everyone's been overdue for a vacation anyway. Yeah, we travel the whole fucking country, but we're puttin' on shows so frequently that I'd hardly call it a proper break.
The twins exchanged glances, contemplating what Lucian said about making his loan payment early to cover for the month of May already. Never once had Lucian ever made an early payment, mostly because said payments were basically given to Antonio and now Vincent whenever they showed up to collect, effectively meaning he was on their schedule whether he liked it or not.
Gia: Do we want to know how the hell you got a hold of them to even do that? Seems like something that would piss them off if things aren't being done their way.
Lucian: Vincent gave me his card back when he first showed up to collect payment on Antonio's behalf. I never had a reason to use it before because the guy's definitely freaked me out far more than Antonio has, but he didn't seem to have a problem with coming by and taking the cash sooner, yeah?
Gina: And... what about Angel? If you basically gave everyone a vacation, what's he doing?
At that, Lucian's amusement seemed to die, and the twins knew they weren't going to like the next words out of his mouth.
Lucian: Truth be told, mates? I don't fucking know. Between when you left for the airport and when I caught you before you boarded to join you out here, Antonio called him away. I didn't like the look on his face when he told me, but... he and I know better than to say no to Antonio if he sounds like he's in a mood, yeah?
Gia hissed through her teeth as she sat down in the sand, and Gina wasn't looking any happier. Unfortunately, Lucian was right, and they couldn't blame him on lacking the balls to stand up to a man who'd long since proven he can and will murder over anything that inconveniences him if he can justify it becoming a bigger problem than it seems. Assuming too much about how far Antonio would go even when killing was only going to land him in trouble with authorities was how they had found themselves staring down the barrel of his gaudy ass revolver on New Year's Eve, and like it or not, they still didn't have any way to really break whatever deal Angel had with him... assuming Angel even wanted them to save him, which he'd blatantly refused constantly by this point.
Still, none of what was happening to Angel was right, and the twins just weren't going to let that go without a fight. As far as they were concerned, Angel had so much more worth than he believed, and they were going to give him that chance to realize it for himself and decide his own fate come ell or high water.
Gia: Fuck, I hate this...
Gina: You're not alone, sis. I'd gladly get fired from SCW for murdering Selena in cold blood and offering her corpse up as some sick-as-fuck sacrifice if it meant Angel didn't have to be anywhere near Antonio again.
Gia: Or Vincent for that matter.
Lucian: I wish I knew what else to tell you, mates. I may have Angel under a proper bloody contract now, but whatever shit he's tied up in with Antonio takes priority, yeah? Even if we've seen things would be just fine without you two cunts if need be, I didn't feel right trying my luck after so many shows where he was the star and you two were relaxing without either one of you. Plus, like I said... everyone was due for a proper vacation anyway.
Gina ran a hand through her hair, her frustration over how much everything seemed to have stalled evident. Gia reached up and patted her sister's ass with a sandy hand, leaving a handprint behind on her thicc asscheek, but Gina didn't seem to be cheered up by the effort even if it was drawing more eyes from horny beachgoers to her ass... as well as more scorn from the “overprotective” crowd that Gia didn't hesitate to flip off as soon as she caught sight of them.
Gina: Lucian, can we ask you an honest question for a moment?
Lucian: I'm all ears, mate. Tell daddy Lucian what's on your mind.
Gina: I'm fucking serious, Lucian!
Lucian's eyes went wide as he took a few steps back, hands up as he was ready to beg off. Gia quickly popped up to her feet, hearing some people in the distance hooting over her sand-covered ass jiggling but she ignored them for a change to try and calm Gina down. While it was rare, neither twin had ever seriously snapped at Lucian before, hence why he was understandably freaked out by a legit anger that the Glimmers hadn't busted out since when they addressed Selena for Retribution... and before that, back in school when they had to get their lack of interest through that psycho cowboy Stryker's thick skull.
Lucian: Alright, alright, I'm sorry, yeah? Didn't mean to actually piss you off like that.
Gina let out an audible exhale before exchanging worried glances with Gia.
Gina: Honest answer, Lucian: has Angel seemed... I don't fucking know... off to you at all since he came back?
Gia: Like... asking weird questions or trying to pry for info he shouldn't have? Specifically about us?
Lucian: Well, now that you bloody mention it... Angel was-
???: Angel, huh? Sounds like a pretty little name to me. Care to introduce them to an old friend, ladies? I reckon it's the least you owe me for getting' me locked up in jail for a bit last year.
The Glimmers' eyes both went wide at the sound of a painfully familiar voice they were certain they'd never hear again, especially here in Melbourne of all places. While Lucian looked like he was trying not to shit himself laughing, Gia & Gina both turned and followed his gaze to confirm their fears for themselves.
Short, messy platinum blonde hair.
Short black mustache.
Gold tooth glinting in the sun as he grinned.
Black cowboy hat.
Stereotypical cowboy attire that somehow felt both very out of place and very appropriate in the country of Australia all at the same time.
Standing within arm's reach of them on this Melbourne beach was none other than Stryker himself.
Stryker: Howdy, ladies. Hope I'm not interrupting anything.
He may have tipped his hand to them and tried to sound cordial, but Gia & Gina knew their old classmate better than that. This was the calm before the storm... and like it or not, they were going to have to deal with this entitled lunatic once again, especially if it meant keeping him out of their lives once more.